Ethel Cain - Sunday Morning (Golden Age) lyrics
[Ethel Cain - Sunday Morning Golden Age lyrics]
Swaying softly
Streetlights glowing through my windows
Trying on each dress I bought for you
Do I look pretty when I ask you to hit me?
Hands like barbed wire
Wrapped around my throat
Making me cry like I
Told you I wanted In the car
On the long drive home baby, we're alone now
Sunday morning
Everything hurts except for you
Except for you except for you
Except for you
And I like thinking I’m no different from you
Different from you different from you
When I go home at night I think about
The ways that I can get out
Of the hold you’ve got me in
Of the hold you’ve got me in
You’ve still got time
Waiting on the other side
You’ll still be alright
If you just make it to the other side
You’ll still be alright
Even after all this time
You’ll still be alright
You’ll still be alright
Sunday morning, nothing hurts, not even you
No, not even you no, not even you
Streetlights glowing through my windows
Trying on each dress I bought for you
Do I look pretty when I ask you to hit me?
Hands like barbed wire
Wrapped around my throat
Making me cry like I
Told you I wanted In the car
On the long drive home baby, we're alone now
Sunday morning
Everything hurts except for you
Except for you except for you
Except for you
And I like thinking I’m no different from you
Different from you different from you
When I go home at night I think about
The ways that I can get out
Of the hold you’ve got me in
Of the hold you’ve got me in
You’ve still got time
Waiting on the other side
You’ll still be alright
If you just make it to the other side
You’ll still be alright
Even after all this time
You’ll still be alright
You’ll still be alright
Sunday morning, nothing hurts, not even you
No, not even you no, not even you